The Greasy Strangler

1/10/2016, 23:00, Odeon Opera 1

A father and a son dress up in retro women’s clothes and act as tour guides to disco attractions in Los Angeles, soon, though, they will clash over a woman. At the same time, the city is being ravaged by a sleazy maniac who murders innocent people and leaves greasy stains in his wake. Splatter explosions, farts, flaccid penises and all types of bodily fluids "adorn" the filthiest, most irreverent and guiltily enjoyable you get to see this year.

In 1999, a handmade horror film came to haunt the silver screen, awaken your nightmares and become a phenomenon of pop culture. Years later, the Blair Witch returns and challenges another group of people to enter the woods. Primal fear and a supernatural threat that puts you up against the wall. You thought you'd seen everything. Think again.

"World War Z" meets "Snowpiercer" in a post-apocalyptic hell brimming with zombies ready to devour any survivors aboard a train. Each station has more undead in store and the battle to keep even a single carriage safe will be bloody. The midnight crescendo which terrified the Cannes Film Festival.

Cannibalism and vegetarianism can hardly share a meal. Or can they? The awakenings of the flesh experienced by a young vet student set the scene for a cinematic treat of gory imagery, sexual tension and an aftertaste of comedy, which drenched the Cannes Film Festival in blood and grabbed the FIPRESCI award. A film debut destined to stay fresh in your mind.

The lights go out, she appears, somewhere in the distance. The lights are turned on again and she's gone, though she's only a blink away. "Lights Out", produced by James Wan, the director of "The Conjuring", is guaranteed to make your skin crawl and will assure you of one thing: when the lights in the theatre go out, you'll have no idea what's right there next to you.

Foodstuffs realise they're being... eaten in this irreverent and hilarious "party" cooked up by the writing team behind "Superbad" and "The End of the World", Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg. A cannibalistic "Toy Story" hungry for insolence, a cinematic meal you absolutely wouldn't serve to underage audiences. Does anyone feel bad about today's feast?